I remember
What a charming girl
At least she thinks so
With an alarming wry smile
She keeps on file for
When my phone dials
Her number

I wonder
What a harmless girl
At least I think so
Til brunette hair twirls
Send senses in swirls
Synched in her world
She’s got
My number

Our summer
What warm stormy nights
At least it seems so
Rain soaked on the boardwalk
Insane fun from long talks
Can’t resist vault cracks
She winks
I surrender